From the time Gramma arrived the first day until she retired to bed she was dressed in a knee length dress and sensible shoes. Intent on baking fresh ...pple and peach pies for Thanksgiving dinner, Gramma was up first the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. I heard the shower close down and waited for the bathroom door to open and close before I snuck out of the covers, carefully lifting Sam's arm off of my waist, to go pee. Thus relieved, I wandered down stairs to the kitchen to get some orange juice. Yes, I took pity upon her. I did not want her. I knew it was a wrong feeling, my fellows would little understand. I no longer had the hate in me that I once did. I ignored her screams and just looked upon into the retreating blue sky - night was approaching fast enough. It was beautiful, the sky, the sun the light clouds. So much in contrast to the sight that awaited me when I lowered my gaze to the gentle green hills and the carnage that I helped create.I know not how long I stood there, but I. It started when he wasn't much older than a baby. The pediatrician had given him a clean bill of health for sinuses, throat, bronchials, and ear canals and told the mother there was no need to be concerned unless it got much louder. She dozed and then would sleep fitfully while he was out like a light the whole time. When she would awaken, as she just learned, more often than not his cock would be at attention even if the rest of him was not. If his dick was limp, it would just take a few. The warmth that comes and shivers the whole skin ... The delight of repressing the instinct to move away, of being able to laugh at that primitive instinct, to step on it and just feel ... Shudder, let the candle drain its drops that overlap, filling spaces, composing the most beautiful designs on bare skin. Sometimes, real floods fall and merge into an instant magic. The skin screams and reveals unique, unpredictable, chaotic images ... Drawings born from the flames, burning, spreading.